I took a thin piece of bamboo and used it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind.
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On the clear water of the Bijiang River, the bow of the Hezi Tower.
Sitting back on the horse, I glanced around with my peripheral vision. Unlike the two of him and Sun Baotou who were fishing leisurely before, there were several more people now.
Each of them holds a fishing rod in front of them.
Staring at the water.
There were a few noises from time to time.
When a fish is caught in the net, he will naturally cheer for joy. But if he catches half of the fish and ends up falling into the river, he will be very upset.
It was late in the afternoon, the warm sunshine was shining on the bow of the boat, and the whole body was warm. Chen Yulou just felt indescribably lazy and comfortable.
Seeing this situation, an ancient poem subconsciously came to his mind.
The only difference is.
What they fish for is the spring water of a river.
Compared with the howling autumn wind and the approaching midwinter, it is obviously much more comfortable now.
“Another one.”
“Brother Kunlun, old foreigner, you two are not very good.”
While he was lost in thought, a cheer sounded again. Yang Fang held up a palm-sized, snow-white fish that was still struggling in his hands, and proudly showed off to the two people beside him.
He deserves to have grown up by the Yellow River.
There is indeed something extraordinary about fishing.
As for Kunlun and the old foreigner, they have never played this before. They are just joining in the fun.
“Don’t worry, kid, I’ll show you the big fishing rod later.”
Seeing that there were already six or seven fish caught in the wooden basin behind him, the old foreigner couldn't help laughing and cursing, but as he said this, he was subconsciously getting anxious.
First time fishing.
With no experience, he stumbled even when throwing the pole, and almost got hung up on him several times.
In addition, the fishing rod equipment is really poor and rudimentary.
Judge whether there are fish biting the bait purely by the movement of the fishing line.
However, they now fish by boat and follow the water, and they value experience even more.
The movement of the fishing line being pulled by the water waves is very similar to biting bait.
The old foreigner is a complete novice, how can he make an accurate judgment? Several times he thought it was a fish biting the hook, but he hurriedly brought it up, but it turned out to be empty.
Furthermore, the fishhook has no barbs, so it is undoubtedly more difficult to stab the fish.
Even if a blind cat encounters a dead mouse, it finally hits it once.
Before it could be taken to the boat, the fish was detached and I could only watch helplessly as it drew an arc in mid-air and then fell back into the water.
The most important thing is.
That kid Yang Fang only mocked every fish he caught.
His mentality almost collapsed.
Although he was trying his best to suppress it at the moment, his mentality was undoubtedly affected a lot. The more anxious he became, the less likely he was to catch the fish. He was so angry that he wanted to sew Yang Fang's mouth shut.
On the contrary, Kunlun has no desires and desires, and is completely pulled by them to fish together.
Successfully caught a few small fish.
“Forget it, if you have this skill, you might as well go back and meditate and practice.”
Seeing several people raising the pole one after another, more or less harvesting, the old foreigner’s last bit of patience was worn away. Exhausted, he shook his head mockingly.
See him getting up and preparing to return to the cabin.
Chen Yulou stopped him and handed him a blade of grass.
"Is this?"
"Tie it to a fishing line to float, and try again."
Seeing that he was confused, Chen Yulou explained with a smile .
"Grass drifting?"
Although the old foreigner was still a little confused, he still agreed honestly out of his absolute confidence in Chen Yulou.
After a while.
The grass leaves floating on the water suddenly jumped and seemed to be dragged underwater.
The old foreigner also followed suit.
Subconsciously, I grabbed the bamboo pole and lifted it up suddenly.
It was completely different from the previous empty feeling. The fishing line straightened almost instantly, and then he caught a big fish that looked like a chaffinch and had a red body.
"What kind of strange fish is this?"
There was no time to be surprised. Looking at the strange-looking red fish, the old foreigner frowned slightly.
“The mullet fish.”
“This is a strange species in the Minjiang River. It is very rare. This time I am really lucky.”
Old Sun came over with a look of surprise on his face.
The Jinma River is connected to the Minjiang River, so it is not surprising to see them. The key point is that both catfish and mullet fish are deep-water fish, and they are difficult to catch even with large nets.
How many years has he been running boats on this river.
Throughout the year, you may not be able to catch a few fish.
"Rubber fish..."
After listening to his explanation, the old foreigner finally smiled.
As long as it’s not a monster.
And from what Sun Baotou meant, mullet fish seemed to be extremely rare. Which meant that not only did he successfully catch the fish, but he also caught a treasure fish?
“Hey, who said I couldn’t catch any fish just now?”
“Let’s see, this one is worth eight out of ten, right?”
The old foreigner deliberately brought the mullet fish up to Yang Fang, not forgetting to marvel at it.
“One is just one.”
How could Yang Fang admit, “Why are there only ten or eight...”
“Yes, after all, this one only weighs three or four pounds. You are a fish in water, but you can barely make a tie."
The old foreigner nodded.
He commented with a serious look on his face.
It’s just that I almost didn’t laugh out loud when I spoke.
"Don't be anxious, I don't believe you can't catch a big one."
"I'm not in a hurry, of course I'm not in a hurry."
The old foreigner curled his lips. With a thud, he put the mullet fish in his hand into the wooden basin, just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and the difference in size suddenly became apparent.
"I'm afraid some people are anxious."
Hearing this.
The people watching the excitement couldn't help but smile at each other.
Seeing that Yang Fang was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, the old foreigner took the lead and trotted up to Chen Yulou and gave him a thumbs up.
“Shopkeeper Chen, it has to be you.”
"A blade of grass is really useful."
He is also an old man. He has traveled all over the country, climbed mountains and rivers, and met many fishermen.
But most of them are bamboo poles and hooks.
This is the first time I have seen using grass leaves for bleaching.
"Okay, it's just a piece of grass drifting. It's not as impressive as your boasting. If you don't go back, your pole will be dragged into the water later."
"Oh, I almost forgot."
Hearing this.
The old foreigner could no longer care about his pride and returned to the fishing spot in three or two steps.
Hold the bamboo pole and continue to stare at the float.
After being interrupted by the two people, the atmosphere on the boat not only did not become tense, but became more and more lively.
Not long after.
A faint fragrance floated up from under the cabin and filled the air. Sun put his head away and put away the fishing rod, stood up and smiled at everyone.
"Mr. Chen, and everyone, you can have dinner."
"So soon..."
The old foreigner, who has gradually become addicted, has a look of reluctance. , even he didn’t expect that fishing could be so interesting.
No wonder there are always people sitting by the water all day long.
This is true even in winter.
In the past, I only thought that it was difficult for ordinary people to support their families. Now that I think about it, it may not be the same.
"Why, are you addicted?"
Seeing that he was unwilling to stop playing for a long time, Chen Yulou couldn't help but shake his head and smile.
"No, I just think it's interesting."
Although the senior brother is not here at the moment, the old foreigner doesn't dare to really say that.
I grew up with him since I was a child.
Even if he has grown up long ago and is able to take charge of one side, he will still subconsciously feel shy in front of his senior brothers.
In his eyes, this kind of thing is just playing with things and losing one's ambition.
It's okay to play it occasionally in your free time. If you really get addicted, with the temper of senior brother, he will definitely come up with the clan rules.
“We’ll come back after dinner.”
Chen Yulou smiled and said, “As for your senior brother, don’t worry, if the sky falls, I will support you.”
< br>"Really?" The old foreigner, who was still hesitant at first, his eyes lit up when he heard this.
"Can I still lie to you?"
"Thank you, shopkeeper Chen!"
Seeing the joy on his face, Chen Yulou couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.
“Let’s go.”
“This fish stew is so delicious, aren’t you greedy?”
At this moment, the fragrance in the cabin below was rising with the wind. Just one whiff made people salivate. Coupled with the old wine that Sun had mentioned, he couldn't hold it back anymore.
The group put down the bamboo poles.
Following the boss, they all walked downstairs.
As soon as I walked in.
I saw a fire pond on the ground, red oil was boiling in the iron cauldron, and fish meat was floating in the soup. It was the silver carp caught by Chen Yulou, and a lot of other things were added. Miscellaneous fish go in.
And Sichuan and Chongqing are worthy of being both spicy and happy.
In the steaming mist, a heat hit my face.
Sun handed the caught fish to his son and asked him to take care of it. After all, with so many people eating, the host's family couldn't be hungry.
He himself walked aside and opened the bottom cabinet.
Pause time.
A refreshing aroma of wine filled the air.
A few people looked up and discovered that there was actually a pottery vat half a person's height hidden underneath, with half a vat of wine gently swaying.
It is also soaked in herbs such as Chuanqiong, Angelica dahurica, Wuyao, Trachelospermia and Jiujianglian.
This was the first time that Chen Yulou saw someone making medicinal wine.
And he is now quite knowledgeable in pharmacology.
After a moment's thought, he understood.
Chuanqiong Angelica and Wuyao are good medicines for replenishing Qi, while Trachelospermia and Jiujianglian are good medicines for dispelling dampness and relieving cold.
People who run boats on the river all year round will more or less suffer from rheumatism and hot flashes.
It’s not surprising that Sun put his head in the homemade wine and added these herbs.
Carrying a long bamboo tube.
Bring up a pot from the wine vat.
"Forgive me, the fishermen don't have any good wine, so I'll just drink some."
"It will warm your body and bones."
Sun tilted his head and smiled sarcastically. With.
Now that we have been together for a long time, he still can't tell that these people are from a privileged background and are not like the low-level people like them who run boats.
"Sun is worrying too much."
"We brothers are just Jianghu people and are not so particular."
Chen Yulou waved his hand.
Since Longling and his party, because Yang Fang kept vigil for Senior Jin Abacus, they have been abstaining from alcohol for almost a month.
Smelling the aroma of the wine now, I feel like the gluttons in my stomach have been aroused.
Who would dislike good wine and bad wine?
"That's good, that's good."
Hearing what he said, Sun felt relieved and hurriedly fed several people.
"Then I'm welcome."
Chen Yulou picked up the wine cup and took a sip.
Different from the strong liquor that stifles the donkey, this medicinal liquor is relatively mild, but as soon as it enters the stomach, it immediately turns into a stream of heat and runs along the limbs and bones.
The water breeze had been blowing on the bow of the boat all afternoon, and my body was slightly cold.
It actually warmed up a little bit.
It's like taking a punch, or being in meditation for a week.
My whole body is indescribably transparent and smooth.
"What a good wine."
Chen Yulou's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise.
“Don’t dare.”
“It’s a prescription I got from an old doctor in the town.”
“It says that drinking it every day will strengthen your bones. ”
Sun's last worry fell back into his stomach.
Sit down at the corner of the table.
He was afraid that the food on board would not be to the taste of the patrons.
After all, they paid for it.
Otherwise it would be a great sin to let people go hungry.
Several people around him, who were originally worried about whether the medicinal wine would damage their muscles and bones, saw that he had said so, so they all hesitated and picked up their cups to taste it.
After one sip, your whole body feels like you are standing next to a furnace, with warmth flowing through you.
Several people also praised the wine.
"If you have good wine, don't you call it Yang?"
Just when everyone was about to use their chopsticks and taste the cooking skills of San Tou Tou, a burst of laughter suddenly came from outside.
Look up.
It is a partridge whistle.
Seeing that he was in high spirits, with a smile hanging from the corners of his eyes, it was obvious that he had just woken up from trance, and he followed the scent of the iron cauldron and medicinal wine to find this place.
"Brother Tao, it's such a coincidence that you came here. I just sat down and haven't touched my chopsticks yet."
"It's my fault. When I saw you enter samadhi, I didn't let the old foreigner disturb you. ”
Chen Yulou patted the long wooden bench beside him to make way for an empty seat, and explained with a smile.
"It is true that we have just left Ding Pass."
The Partridge Whistle naturally knows that it can take several hours to enter Ding Pass.
Once you encounter epiphany, it will take a few days to wake up.
Today went smoothly, only about three hours.
The reason why I feel so happy is naturally because I have achieved success in practice.
After this period of time, night after night, reading at night, I finally finished reading the Taixuan Sutra.
The Taixuan Jing has seven volumes in total.
They are Shiqi, Tunfu, Daoyin, Dansha, Yiling, Tongshen and Xuandao.
The Xuan Dao Conquering Qi Building Foundation Technique is actually an ancient method recorded in the Shiqi Scroll.
It was just split apart by Taoist Qingchi and reflected in the picture outside the lacquered coffin, which can be regarded as a record for the descendants of his lineage.
In case the ancient method is lost.
Taoists of future generations can also find its coffin and regain its inheritance.
It’s just that he didn’t expect it.
Thousands of years later, the ancient coffin was indeed dug out, but it was not the descendants of his lineage, but the group of Taoist priests who refined the elixir for the emperor.
He went around digging mountains and digging coffins, trying to use the dragon energy in the bones to refine the elixir of immortality.
But I have to say that the inheritance of the Lou Guan Sect is really amazing. Just one volume of Shi Qi can allow a person to practice to a great state, and the remaining six volumes each correspond to an ancient method.
For him, this was more than an unexpected surprise.
Seeing the joy on his brows, Chen Yulou roughly guessed that it might be related to Taixuan Jing.
After all.
Since Zhongnanshan and his party.
Almost every day, apart from routine practice, I spend most of my time studying hard.
"Come on, have a taste, how does it taste?"
"Okay."
Partridge Whistle did not hesitate, picked up the wine cup, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.
In an instant.
It was as if a wisp of fire ignited in the chest, and then spread along the veins all over the body.
He, who had always been steady, almost couldn't help but hum.
"It's a good wine. It seems that it is a treasure of Sun Baotou?"
"Where is it? Taoist, I'm exaggerating. It's just home-brewed wine. Thank you for your courtesy. I hope you don't dislike it. ”
Sun waved his head cheerfully.
I feel that even if I just talk to the group of people in front of me, I feel more happy than ever.
“Come, let’s try the iron tripod pot.”
The people who couldn’t bear it for a long time were naturally not polite. When they crossed the Qiang River before, they often tried this on the boat. The way to eat it is to sit around the stove and stew it in a pot.
The night outside gradually fell, and the night was like ink.
The river bank slowly fell silent.
The cabin became more and more lively, and from time to time a few night birds on the ancient trees on the cliffs on the shore were frightened.
Until late at night.
After having had enough food and wine, everyone went back to rest with great satisfaction.
Only big boats can sail across the Minjiang River.
Head all the way to the junction of Sichuan and Hunan! (End of this chapter)